“The flight attendant glanced around—to make sure I wasn’t hiding my child in the seatback pocket?—and retreated with an air of being unconvinced but with better things to do.”
Ah, I can demystify the question of leg-covering for you, close reader. I wore one pair of black jeans on the plane—a pair dark enough to hide stains (so no need to launder while traveling), a pair new enough to pass as non-jeans (in case a semiformal situation arose) and, being black jeans, capable of matching with anything. Or close enough.
Guess I'll start reading philosophy now. But won't tell anybody?
Love it!
What a nice neighbor
“The flight attendant glanced around—to make sure I wasn’t hiding my child in the seatback pocket?—and retreated with an air of being unconvinced but with better things to do.”
Lol. Loved this
Ah, I can demystify the question of leg-covering for you, close reader. I wore one pair of black jeans on the plane—a pair dark enough to hide stains (so no need to launder while traveling), a pair new enough to pass as non-jeans (in case a semiformal situation arose) and, being black jeans, capable of matching with anything. Or close enough.